Chapter 992 Bridge Hole
Hot spring bathing club.
"Three."
"Two barrels."
"bump!"
In the chess and card room of the clubhouse, the melodious sound of mahjong colliding echoed in the room. Su Zhe looked at the banknotes that had bottomed out in front of him with an extremely bitter expression.
"Old sister, lend me some more money." He stretched out his hand to Su Yuan, and said pitifully.
Su Yuan glanced at him with a look of disgust, and took out some of the thick stack of banknotes in front of him and threw it in front of Su Zhe, "The interest is calculated by the hour, and now you already owe me two hundred dollars."
"Damn, it's all from my own family, how can I still count interest? See you, old girl."
"Who are you? Do I know you?"
"Su Zhe, your sister wants to separate from you." Ding Chongfeng bowed with a serious face.
Su Zhe: ...
While Fang Mo was drawing cards, he watched the pair of living treasure brothers and sisters bickering, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.
He was about to say something when there was a knock on the door, and then the door of the chess and card room was opened, and a woman in professional suit stood outside the door, speaking softly:
"Boss, do you want to knock on your legs?"
"want!"
Su Zhe stood up suddenly from the table, and was knocked down by Su Yuan's slipper the next moment.
Ding Chongfeng blinked, and looked at Fang Mo, who shrugged in confusion, "My legs are fine."
"...No need then, thank you."
Ding Chongfeng replied.
The woman leaves the room.
Su Zhe covered his face, and got up from the ground in grief and indignation, "Su Yuan, why did you hit me! I am already a mature man with a mature mind, and I have been single for nineteen years. I just want to knock my leg. I have What's wrong?"
Su Yuan said lightly: "Oh, there were mosquitoes on your face just now."
"This is winter, where are the mosquitoes?!"
"……look."
Su Yuan pointed at Fang Mo.
Snapped--!
Fang Mo casually slapped a mosquito that was about to suck his blood to death, and threw it into the trash can beside him. At this moment, there were already a pile of dead mosquitoes lying densely in the bucket.
Su Zhe: ...
"What kind of monster are you..." Su Zhe asked in confusion.
Before he could finish his words, the electric light above the chess and card room suddenly went dark, and soon returned to its original state.
But I don't know if it's Su Zhe's illusion. Since the lights flickered, the lights here seem to be inexplicably dyed with a layer of dark green.
"Um?"
Fang Mo and Su Yuan on the card table turned their heads to look in a certain direction at the same time, frowning tightly.
...
In the corridor of the clubhouse, a woman in a business suit walked up to a guest room.
She glanced inside through the round glass of the door. The interior of the room was pitch black, with only a faint green light emitting from the TV. There was a faint figure lying on the opposite bed, but under the dim light Down, it's not clear.
She reached out, knocked on the guest room door, and opened it.
"Boss, do you need to knock on your legs?"
She opened the door, and an inexplicable chill flowed out from the guest room. In the clubhouse with full heating, it was as cold as an ice cave.
Is the air conditioner in this room broken?
A thought flashed through her mind.
In the cold room, the gloomy green light from the TV shone on the pale mattress, and the vague figure lying in the shadow remained motionless. After a long time, a voice came faintly:
"……want."
The woman rubbed her arms exposed to the cold, and walked into the house. "Boss, can I change your room? The air conditioner in this room seems to be broken..."
"No need." His voice was as unpleasant as mechanical friction.
The woman muttered to herself, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, even though she was so close, she still couldn't see the face shrouded in shadow clearly.
The dark green TV light shone on the sheets and the wall, revealing a strange and spooky atmosphere. The woman looked at the blurred face from the corner of her eye, and felt a little nervous.
She knocked on her leg twice symbolically, then reached out to lift the pale sheet, wanting to end it as soon as possible, and then leave this ghost place.
With the corner of the quilt lifted, under the faint green light, the woman saw the leg.
It was a rotting, fetid, green-haired leg.
Dark green pus dripped down the hair, and the surface of the sheet under the quilt was already covered with disgusting mold and shed corpse skin. The moment the corner of the quilt was lifted, an extremely stench emanated, rushing straight into the bed. A woman's nasal cavity!
"what--!!!"
Seeing this scene, the woman screamed in horror.
The vague figure in front of her suddenly sat up, a rotten and ferocious face was almost pressed against the woman's face, and a palm grabbed her throat like lightning.
boom--!
A white shadow smashed open the door of the guest room, dragged out afterimages in the dark environment, and flew in front of the rotten figure in an instant.
It was a white cat with different eyes.
Under the gloomy green light, the white cat turned into a boy holding a short blade in a flash. The light of the blade flashed through the air, and instantly cut off the rotten palm that was about to touch the woman, and then turned sideways. Kicked out and hit the rotten figure's chest hard.
The figure was kicked off the bed by this blow, smashed the window behind the bed, and fell downstairs.
Ding Chongfeng and others followed in from outside the door, their eyes swept across the large area of rot on the bed, and the stunned woman beside the bed, frowning tightly.
"'Mystery'? How could a 'mystery' suddenly appear here?"
"I don't know." Fang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, "However, since we happened to meet him, let's deal with it smoothly..."
Under the moonlight, his figure turned into a white cat again, stretched out his head and sniffed the air, then lightly jumped down from the window, from the twelfth floor to the ground with ease, chasing after the rotten figure .
"Follow up."
Su Yuan spoke immediately.
Ding Chongfeng walked to the window, glanced at the twelve-story building, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"...Let's go take the elevator."
...
Hum——! !
A high-speed train passed the track rapidly, and the frictional air hummed. In the bridge hole under the track, a figure was sitting quietly on the ground.
It was a one-eyed boy, leaning against the rough wall, with a grass root in the corner of his mouth, the high-speed rail whizzed past his head, the strong wind whipped up a few strands of black hair on his forehead, his eyes were closed, as if sleeping Like it.
After an unknown amount of time, his eyes slowly opened, and he looked aside with a frown.
Under the hazy moonlight, a ragged girl was walking towards the bridge hole with a broken bowl.
beggar?
Lu Baoyou narrowed his eyes slightly.
The little beggar was taken aback when he saw the one-eyed boy under the bridge hole. After looking at him briefly, fear flashed in his eyes... She turned around as if she wanted to leave, but after struggling for a moment, she still gritted her teeth and turned around. Carefully approach Lu Baoyou.
"That, that..." The little beggar pursed his lips slightly, and said timidly, "This bridge hole is where I sleep..."
